It’s time for a Monday Mash-Up and I am at a total loss, I know what vibe I would like to write in..but can’t seem to muster it. I know that I want to talk about The Emperor’s New Groove, but I am having a hard time figuring out how to start a post about a children’s movie that I like a little too much. I even know that I would like to include a topic that involves talking to squirrels (which ties in neatly with TENG) and comparing it to people learning to speak elvish, while spinning of into a rant about how absurd it is to learn to speak elvish, because what is the likelihood that you will ever run into an Elf, especially when squirrels are every-freaking-where and therefor more likely available to have a chat. But somewhere in all of that, I had planned on alluding to the idea that some squirrels are speciest and that discrimination doesn’t end at the human race. Because one day, while doing dishes, I thought all of this was funny. I still do, but I can’t get my brain to go there.
I tried, truly I did, but I seem caught up in other areas of my life that I’d rather not write about. Like people that drain every ounce of energy and compassion of anyone who dares answers their phone in order to get sympathetic replies to whatever bullshit they can think of. People who won’t take the time to analyze their own emotions and (if at all) any validity behind them before flying off the mother effing handle. People who call and say they are suicidal, only to follow with “but I know that I would never kill myself”…because they are not suicidal, they are just emotional terrorist who use guilt, pain, self inflicted suffering and spread it out to share with everyone they say they love. People who speak before they think, because it’s more important to them to say whatever hate filled bullshit they think of than it is to protect any relationship of any kind. But, I can’t write about any of that without offending people. So, I have found myself in a state of blah and a state of conflict, because I really shouldn’t let this shit get to me anymore.
Truth is, I’d much rather have fake conversations with squirrels.